Steely Dan - Black Cow Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
Italian translation
Mucca nera
Con la coda
del mio occhio
Ti ho visto a Da Rudy,
eri molto fatta.
Tu eri fatta!
Era una vergogna da piangere.
Hanno visto il tuo volto.
Sul bancone,
vicino alle tue chiavi,
c'era un libro di numeri
e i tuoi rimedi.
Uno di questi
sicuramente eliminerà il dolore:
ma dove sei domani?
Non posso più piangere
mentre vai in giro.
Rompere rapporti!
Appena quando
sembra così chiaro
che ora è tutto finito,
bevi la tua grande mucca nera
e esci fuori da qui.
Giù per via Greene,
eccoti là.
Con un aspetto così scandaloso
e te lo dicono.
Tu dovresti sapere,
come tutti i pro fanno il gioco:
tu cambi il tuo nome.
Come un gangster
in fuga
tu barcollerai verso casa
al tuo caro.
Io sono quello
che deve aggiustare tutto:
discutere a fondo fino alla luce del giorno.
Non mi importa più
il perché tu vai in giro.
Rompere rapporti!
Appena quando
sembra così chiaro
che ora è tutto finito,
bevi la tua grande mucca nera
e esci fuori da qui.
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The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain,
And that Polish girl was at home.
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home. | 2
The Polish girl went to harvest rye, |
But she forgot to take the sickle. | 2
She took the sickle but forgot the grain, |
And that Polish girl was at home.' | 2
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The Cossack rode off to war (prolonged)
The Cossack rode off to war,
Said: 'Farewell, my dear girl.
Oh farewell, dark-browed maiden, |
I'm off to foreign lands. | 2
I'm off to foreign lands',
'Oh go, my sweet one, dark-browed one, |
And return to Ukraine'. | 2
'Give me, my dear, a kerchief,
Perhaps I'll perish in battle,
The dark night will cover my eyes, |
And I'll rest easier in the grave. | 2
I'll rest easier in the grave',
Oh on that grave a dark crow |
Sits sadly and caws. | 2
Sits sadly and caws,
Oh no one hears, oh no one sees, |
Where the Cossack's body lies. | 2
Where the Cossack's body lies,
Halya walks, the girl who cries every evening, |
Where the Cossack's body lies. | 2
22.11.2024
The Cossack returned from a campaign (joking song)
The cossack was coming from campaign
During frost and bad weather
Almost freezing to death - (2)
He walked into the pub.
He took off his uniform and the glasses,
Broke the uniform to shreds,
And he went to dance. | 2
After he danced and jumped enough
He said goodbye to a beatiful maiden,
He stepped out onto the porch,
Whistled into the ring –
A black horse comes running.
He mounts the horse,
But the horse gambols under him
By the green meadow,
By the green meadow!
Oh, across the meadow, meadow, meadow,
The girls sit all around.
He didn't find the girls,
So he went to the widow.
He kissed and caressed her,
Pulled her by the shoulders,
They shouted, 'Hurrah!' | 2
Oh hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!
A misfortune has occurred,
Not a big one,
But not a small one either.
That this Saturday
We finished all the work,
And rushed to the tavern. | 2
We drank tea, ate rolls,
Cheated the tavern keeper,
Smoked tobacco. | 2
After smoking tobacco,
We lay on our sides –
And that's the whole story,
It ended.
‒ Roll around!
22.11.2024
Someone loved me
Someone loved me
I remember it
Because my pale, gray lips
Were happy again
Flushed with blood
And with deep emotions
Too bold to share with friends
Someone loved me
And in my eyes
There was a bright light that
I have never found again
I remember it
That bright light that
I have never found again
Someone loved me
Something was reborn
And for a time
That was never written down
In any calendar
But it doesn't matter
Those were powerful days beyond
Anything I could imagine
I didn’t need a diary